I have been writing more these days but not online or even on a devices. just in a notebook. multiple notebooks. some of the things I really enjoy and would like to explore and maybe will transfer it to a document and make it official or not. sometimes I think that just the act of… Continue reading
More flowers And poems And little altars Grief And joy Under the sugar gums Feels like a landing A clearing Prayer Asking—- What will bloom from Here
Maybe the whole point is to return Not to the person of before But to the joy Underneath it all that Connects me tenderly To my own insides
Sometimes it’s a memory that puts you back in the frame of mind to receive The goodness and give thanks that it has found you again. Drawing imaginary worlds from real Hearts is beautiful Prayer.
I’ve been watching the sky, again. Picking slugs off greens Trying and failing to not judge People’s opinions, actions, dogs or lack there of. This morning I picked a line of carefully chewed bark off the steps… Gifts from the toddler Almost Caught in the rain But the wind reminded me of home And my… Continue reading
Is weird again. And it feels strange to be commenting on it in such times but maybe watching the sky makes sense,in a way. There are times when I feel cloudy with thoughts and worry and I turn my eyes towards the sky or down to the dirt and watch an ant. I think thoughts… Continue reading
So I have been playing around. With no expectation or goal. Just joy. And it works for me. I think no matter what I want my work to feel joyful like visual lemonade to my soul. Yes there are parts that may read like flavored cod live oil (my version of a bad drink) but… Continue reading
The yellow slipper flower pic is from my friend m.
Sometimes for me life says —to get off the internets make a life worth living no matter what. You owe that to humanity. Be creative with your energy and your attention. Somehow in this confusion Find a way to feel worthy to find what feels good. And if possible share it with someone. I like… Continue reading